never, forever.

𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒, 𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑒?

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#𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐓𝐄, 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐷𝑈𝐺 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐺𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐶𝐴𝐿𝐿 𝐴 𝐻𝑂𝑀𝐸 ─── an independent, private, and VERY slow activity 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙐 𝙄𝙉𝙐𝙄 from 𝙏𝙊𝙆𝙔𝙊 𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍𝙎, written by hasen ( 21+, he/him ). 𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒: 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓.

*** highly triggering and nsfw content ahead. 21+ ONLY.

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sitting here, head un-patted.

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inupi doesn't even say "i like you" he goes straight to "i'd die for you"

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i really feel like inupi needs someone who can take care of him, not in the cook for/clean after him kind of way (tho that'd be nice too—), but someone whom he can follow and trust not to lead him down the wrong path, because he does not trust himself to stay on the straight and narrow. inupi is not a leader and he knows it, and he's fine with that because he prefers to support than lead, but a big part of that is because his self-esteem is...not great! he doesn't think he can be anything without anyone else's dreams to follow, and he has no sense of direction in life unless there's someone there who can give him a little push.

this is, ultimately, what makes him so easy to manipulate, which is his greatest fear. he wanted to be good! he looked up to shinichiro and his merry band of honorable delinquents and wanted so, so badly to be like them, but in his desperation to be a part of that, he ended up getting manipulated (by izana, by shion, by kisaki, arguably taiju but i do think that was moreso inupi harming himself) into abandoning the ideals he wanted to live up to and became a terrible person, the exact opposite of shinichiro's dream that inupi adopted as his own.

inupi doesn't really feel like he has any worth outside of what he can provide to people important to him, so while the ideal scenario is that he learns to stand on his own two feet and do things for himself (which is what i imagine was his character growth in the happy ending), the next best thing he needs is someone who can keep him in check and who can inspire him to be and continue to be good. it's not that inupi's inherently awful, he just needs that pillar to lean on.

... which is why inupi "choosing" takemichi is important. he trusts takemichi to guide him and not take advantage of his willingness to do anything for him.

he finally chose a good person who can take care of him.

[ashvalle]

Rindou waits in anticipation for Inupi's answer , so much so that the Haitani's signature move selective hearing allows him to overlook the rather rude retort. Staring at him , he waits to see if that unchanging face would let slip , well , anything. Ran has a perpetual smile the same way Inupi has a never ending frown. Only he can't read this guy nearly as well as his brother. With no choice but to take the words not bad as the best praise Inupi would ever give he flashes a grin. With a hoot he laugh , " — Told ya ! It's amazing isn't it ? "

As the phone is snatched from his hand he makes a noise of annoyance. The speaker blares a song he thinks he knows. Scoffing he mutters , " Of course you would be into this emo bullshit. " Still , Rindou makes no move to change the song listening to the vocals and accompanying instrumentals. " That guitar solo is pretty cool though — "

Taking notes in front of Inupi is as good as admitting the song has taste , so instead he commits the chords he likes to memory. From the corner of his eye he sees something , or rather someone.

" Is that that our guy high tailing it out of here ?! "

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𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞ㅤ───ㅤa non-issue, ultimately, but it does give him pause, the tilt of his head the only indicator that he listened. praise used to mean the world to seishu once upon a time, spoken by a kind voice and equally soft dark eyes; it's been a while since someone's complimented something of seishu's that had nothing to do with the way he makes people bleed.

this, too, is not bad, but it is short-lived.

seishu's body moves faster than his brain can catch up, kicking the door open and swiftly stepping out to give chase. a moment's hesitation stops him with a voice in his head that sounds annoyingly like kisaki's, and he instead crosses the distance to the passenger's door in a few steps to yank rindou out of the car as well. teamwork does not suit either of them, not with each other, and seishu sees no other solution in the seconds he lost being considerate of rindou's presence and letting their target get away than simply throwing his partner over his shoulder and running after him.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤhe's meeting someone,ㅤ’ㅤㅤseishu observes, voice level and eyes on the target. his sprint slows down to a brisk walk, then roughly steps back into a shadowed alley the moment the man turns around. as if he's not carrying rindou like luggage, he continues mumbling, grip tightening unconsciously around the man's waist,ㅤㅤ‘ㅤkisaki said no witnesses. do we kill the other one?ㅤ’

[ribbontie67]

Another hyperfixation

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𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐦,  seishu has never had options other than going low and going lower; today his poison of choice is a bottle of strawberry soju, a quarter of its content warming his belly, and the rest splattered all over the gray pavement floor, clear liquid mixing with the dark red of the blood freely oozing from a man's fresh head wound.

the guilty weapon is held loosely by seishu's hand, where he inspects the broken glass bottle with a soft exhale, lamenting the loss of a perfectly good beverage over a petty fight. a high-heeled foot kicks the unconscious body hard enough to flip it over to its back, then he crouches down to inspect the pockets for a wallet.

when the sound of footsteps catch his attention, seishu languidly glances at the uninvited guest from the corner of his eye, hand slightly tightening its grip around the bottle's neck.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤyou shouldn't be here.ㅤ’ㅤㅤa simple statement or a looming threatㅤ───ㅤit will be up to the other's reaction to decide for him.

* @wisteriaorchids  ( plotted starter )

[insomniac-arrest]

The first rule of tragedy is to be yourself. The second of rule of tragedy is to be literally anyone else. The third rule is that however much you try, there is no escaping being yourself forever.

[soracities]

when e.e. cummings said “i’ll live my life if it kills me”

[softspringsolace]

when andrea gibson said “i suppose i love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.” & when ellen bass said “to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it”

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( all of these are taken from the song lyrics from the musical of the same name. feel free to change pronouns and adjust to your needs! )

❛  remember me once in a while — please promise me you'll try.  ❜ ❛  where in the world have you been hiding?  ❜ ❛  stories like this can't come true.  ❜ ❛  close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams.  ❜ ❛  and you'll live as you've never lived before.  ❜ ❛  let your darker side give in.  ❜ ❛  who was that shape in the shadows?  ❜ ❛  is this what you wanted to see?  ❜ ❛  now you cannot ever be free!  ❜ ❛  fear can turn to love, you'll learn to see.  ❜ ❛  i shall give you one last chance.  ❜ ❛  it's useless trying to appease me.  ❜ ❛  you're only saying this to please me.  ❜ ❛  if he knew the truth, he'd never, ever go.  ❜ ❛  it was an accident ... simply an accident.  ❜ ❛  why have you brought me here?  ❜ ❛  what you heard was a dream and nothing more.  ❜ ❛  i'm here, nothing can harm you.  ❜ ❛  i'm here with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.  ❜ ❛  promise me that all you say is true, that's all i ask of you.  ❜ ❛  you're safe, no one will find you.  ❜ ❛  all i want is freedom, a world with no more night, and you, always beside me, to hold me and to hide me.  ❜ ❛  all our fears are in the past.  ❜ ❛  why is it secret? what have we to hide?  ❜ ❛  [name], what are you afraid of?  ❜ ❛  you were once my companion, you were all that mattered.  ❜ ❛  why can't the past just die?  ❜ ❛  don't make me do this. it scares me.  ❜ ❛  we'll be parted forever, he won't let me go.  ❜ ❛  am i to risk my life to win the chance to live?  ❜ ❛  do i have any choice?  ❜ ❛  i know i can't refuse, and yet i wish i could.  ❜ ❛  don't think that i don't care, but every hope and every prayer rests on you now.  ❜ ❛  you! why did you let this happen?  ❜ ❛  but can i trust you?  ❜ ❛  i love her! does that mean nothing?  ❜ ❛  the world showed no compassion to me!  ❜ ❛  did you think that i would harm her?  ❜ ❛  why should i make her pay for the sins which are yours?  ❜ ❛  this is the choice — this is the point of no return.  ❜

[sanoism]

There's only one last gingerbread cookie left after the Toman members have ravaged through the entire Christmas party dinner. Though he's not hungry in the slightest, Seishu locks eyes with Mikey as he grabs it and takes a big bite out of it.

The sun has set, and the celebrations have finally calm down to a cut-throat game of mario kart, which means one mischievous Manjiro Sano can sneak back to the kitchen at a time where they'll be absolutely no one to tell him to save food for everyone else. With wiggling fingers, he pops up from the corner, happily making his way to the dessert table. There isn't much left, but there's a gingerbread cookie smiling up a him, and the icing isn't even cracked!

About to reach for it, the most annoying person he knows snatches it right from under his hands.

" —UWAH? THAT'S MINE ! " ( Is this revenge for giving Inupi the shorter popsicle that one time...? )

Barreling over he knocks into Inupi dragging them both to the floor as he straddles the taller boy to stop any escape. He just needs to grab his arms now and pin him, and the gingerbread will be well won. " Give it to me! "

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:/

[petaltexturedskies]

Sylvia Plath, in a letter to Edward Cohen dated 11th September 1950; featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath: vol. I: 1940 1956

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this part always makes me feel things i immediately think of this post

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organizing inupi's pinterest board rn and making a section for mikey while i feel inupi going

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i write inupi once in a blue moon but know that i think about him daily and it makes me feral insane unhinged every time

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fellas is it not gay to take your rival to concerts of his favorite bands.